Words may not mend itIntentions will not patch itThe time of deeds left undoneNow upon us as we ignoreIndifferent to what is no longer there

Circling in the distant kind thoughtsFond remembrances fade with the sunsetOf the day we had togetherWe will try to sleep it offTroubled souls rest fitfullyAnd dreams do not last

PS - A piece I began many years ago. I offer it now as not so much a comment on what is going on in my life as something I did and now want to share. I have reworked it and most likely will again if the spirit moves me.

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